I realized we'd pulled into a parking garage. We drove around two levels, pulled into a spot, then immediately pulled out again. Along with four other black Bentley SUVs. "What's going on?" I asked, as we headed back toward the exit with two Bentleys in front of us and two behind us. "Shell game," he said.

We are totally dysfunctional.” “I prefer ‘selectively deviant’. But we’ll keep that to ourselves.

She’s my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.” “I love it when you talk dirty,” she purred. “Give my regards to Lindsay.

I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were

He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, than laugh with anyone else." Jesus. It took me a minute to be able to swallow the last bite in my mouth. "You know . . . I love you madly." He smiled. "Yes, I know.

Waking up to you is like... presents on Christmas morning." His mouth curved. "For your convenience, I'm already unwrapped. Batteries not required.